The sound of laughter and praise echoed through the campus common. Peter and Ashley camped on a short brick wall on the edge of the quad, enjoying their first hour of fall break in the unusually warm October morning. The sky was cloudless and the leaves around them were a mix of red and yellow, which was a beautiful contrast.
Ashley was laying on the wall with her head in Peter's lap while he stroked her short blonde hair. These small moments of contact had become rather important for him, and he cherished every moment of their young love.
Nearly two weeks had passed since Peter and Ashley had pronounced their love for each other. Both of them had had a lot of school work between then and now, including several exams and papers. In between their studying, they found plenty of time to spend together.
Normally it would be Friday when they would be casually sitting outside after all of their classes, but it was fall break for the college and the last day of classes for the week were on Wednesday. So that was how the students all found themselves much more stress free in the middle of the week.
Peter's relationship with Ashley did not diminish that of his relationship with his Aunt Julia. Their love had also only recently been pronounced, at least in the way that love works when intimacy is involved. It had been nearly four weeks since he had begun 'studying' with his aunt. This 'studying' was sometimes legitimate, but often it also meant that they were having sex. He continued to visit her house during the past couple of weeks, ensuring her that even a match with someone like Ashley could not keep his dick out of his aunt.
His third relationship, which was in a new stage of development, was with his mother. He had struggled to internally confess his love for her, but found it easy once he discovered that she had loved him in return. Both of them were cautious but willing to love each other in a way that was new to them but taboo to society. The interesting thing was that neither of them talked about it with each other. His mother sometimes teased him by leaving things around the house (like an open door or a used dildo), but otherwise it was only through Aunt Julia that they were able to express their love. Neither of them were ready to commit sexual acts with each other yet, out of nervousness and the fear of change.
But now that it was fall break, perhaps it was as perfect of a time as any to take things further with his mom.
A leaf suddenly fell on Peter's head, and Ashley laughed. He smiled at her.
"You know, that really hurt," he joked. "You shouldn't laugh at my pain."
"If that hurt you, I don't wanna know how painful this is."
She lifted Peter's shirt and started tickling his stomach, causing him to squirm and squeal in protest. She only laughed harder, and Peter had to remove her from his lap and run a couple steps away to escape.
"Very painful," he said, panting. "I'll get you for that, you know."
"I'd like to see you try," she said, sticking out her tongue. He chuckled and returned to her, sweeping her up in his arms and kissing her full on the lips before setting her back on the wall.
"Oh, you're so strong," she coed. He sat next to her and she leaned her head on her shoulder, and he kissed her forehead.
"I'm lucky," he said.
"Not as lucky as me."
He responded by kissing her again on the lips. After a moment she squealed and pushed him away. She was blushing profusely.
"Don't do that right now- you're gonna get me all worked up! Before you know it I'll be pouncing on you with our clothes off right here in the quad."
"Maybe we should go somewhere else then?"
"But it's so nice out!"
Peter moved in for another kiss but she dodged him.
"Okay, fine, you've convinced me. Can we go back to your aunt's place?"
"We sure can."
The couple left campus in a hurry of excitement, scurrying down the a few blocks to his aunt's house. In their anticipation they lacked patience, and it felt like it took forever to make it there. Julia was expecting them, as Peter had told her they were on the way. When they arrived, she unlocked the door for them and disappeared for a yoga session in the basement.
Peter led Ashley upstairs and into the guest bedroom, which his aunt had designated as their room for sex if she was ever home while they wanted to do it. Peter was thankful that he was free to do what he wished with Ashley while preserving the love of his aunt.
Both of them were so sexually charged that they wasted no time getting right down to business. Ashley tore her shirt off while Peter clumsily stepped out of his jeans. He threw his girlfriend on the bed and she lifted her hips amidst her fit of giggles, allowing him to remove her leggings. His cock had quickly hardened during this process, but he wanted to taste her pussy before plunging into her. He knelt at the edge of the bed and leaned in.
He found that she was already very wet when he placed his mouth on her labia. She scrunched her hand in his long hair while he ate her out, moaning and whimpering with pleasure.
"Oh fuck! I'm ready, I need your cock!" she cried.
Peter lifted his shirt over his head and stood up, aligning himself with her opening. Before he penetrated her, he slapped his cock playfully on her stomach. His nine-inch cock extended dauntingly far up her torso, and he was amazed the he could possibly fit all of it inside of the young blonde. Ashley seemed to have a similar thought, despite knowing that she could take it, for she bit her lip and stared at him pleadingly.
He finally shifted back and then forward again, angling his cock so that it slid into her tight pussy. She cried out and rolled her head, grasping her breasts out of lust. She was wet enough, plus more used to his size from weeks of experience, that he was able to start fucking her at a quick pace after just a few seconds.
For the next fifteen minutes, the room was filled with panting and moaning and swearing. Peter was too horny to stop and change positions, and wanted to cum all over her lovely body. He was thankful that she didn't ask him to use a condom anymore.
When he reached his climax, he grunted and withdrew, spraying his semen everywhere. Most of it shot right at her labia, and the sensation of the hot fluid hitting her vagina caused Ashley to orgasm so violently that she actually squirted a small amount of fluid onto Peter's leg. That turned on Peter enough that his final spurt of cum was much more powerful than usual, and streaked from her bellybutton to her collarbone.
"Fuck," he said, plopping on the bed next to her. He watched her examine her own body, admiring his load and relishing in the aftermath of pleasure.
"You sure do cum a lot," she said.
"You had me worked up."
"I had you worked up, huh? Did you feel how wet I was before we even started?"
"Did you feel how hard I was?"
"Did you see me squirt?"
"YES! It was so hot!"
"I know! I wonder if I have more of that in me."
She leaned forward and spread open her pussy, examining her sexual region with wonder and amazement.
